Saturday, November 9, 2019

Ah...Back!

      It feels so good to be writing again. Well, typing. I've been writing by hand for nearly two months. My journal is full. I spent most of my time reading the dictionary, over and over and over. I discovered the word onomatopoeia.
      I did not suffer without the use of my computer as much as I thought. I saw my second shooting star, finally won some card games, and on October 12th I even went to Chilliwack. A place called Tamihi. Humorously, I kept calling it Tahiti and didn't know why everyone was so jealous.
      I went there to attend my brother's birthday party. It was lame, but the location made up for that. Imagine sitting in front of a fire that never sparks (oak is great kindling), listening to the creek, and hearing leaves fall. I mean dead, crunchy leaves that sound like hail. I was literally wondering why I wasn't getting wet.
      It was nice. And I was actually being funny. Unfortunately the thrill of it didn't last long; unlike my car sickness. But I definitely want to go back there, maybe even be sprinkled there. And if I do get the chance...I mean while I'm alive...I have got to remember my camera next time. So many wasted opportunities.